Verse 1: Mystery in the symphony of the woods, A dark knight rides through many storms The mist covers the ground and the path Water trickles in the gushing streams Melting from the tops of the mountains, They run over rocks, and feed new flowers Chorus: In my ink of songs, tender art, and wild stars I speak, but how shall he know it is me? Beloved mine, I say and he gathers me close He reads me like a flame, a fire in his veins He travels the trails of the unknown And heals inside the adventure of love Beloved mine, he says and I look into his eyes It is my heart surrendering to true love Verse 2: Silhouette in moonlight, I wade into the water Skin flushes in the cold as the silver silk clings Hawk with a flute on the branches of the trees Fly, fly, fly to me, yearning ballads of the night Give my voice volume; let my beloved hear And come to rest where I weave joy for him Chorus: In my ink of songs, tender art, and wild stars I speak, but how shall he know it is me? Beloved mine, I say and he gathers me close He reads me like a flame, a fire in his veins He travels the trails of the unknown And heals inside the adventure of love Beloved mine, he says and I look into his eyes It is my heart surrendering to true love
